All Chapters of The Wolf Who Chose Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The Unnamed

The moon was fat and heavy, spilling silver light over the clearing like it was trying to make everything look holy. The air smelled of pine needles crushed under boots, smoky firewood, and the nervous sweat of too many wolves standing too close. Everyone was dressed up—blacks and golds, ceremonial nonsense—like they were part of something ancient and sacred. Moon Choosing night. The night alphas played king, and omegas lined up, hoping to be chosen. Ezra lingered at the edge of it all, half-hidden in the shadows, leaning against a gnarled tree like he didn’t care. He didn’t. At least, that’s what he told himself. He tugged his hoodie lower, the fabric rough against the back of his neck—bare skin, unmarked. No bond. No claim. Just him—packless, statusless, and mostly forgotten. A mouthy omega with a reputation sharp enough to keep people away and a past he didn’t talk about. He wasn’t even supposed to be here. No one had invited him. Omegas like Ezra didn’t get picked.

Last Updated : 2025-07-01

The Alpha's Eye

Ezra couldn’t move.His brain was stuck, replaying those three words like a broken record.I choose you.They didn’t belong to him. They weren’t meant for someone like him. They were the kind of words that went to pretty, soft-spoken omegas with clean reputations and perfect smiles—not to the sharp-tongued stray hiding at the edge of the firelight.The clearing was dead silent. Every pair of eyes turned his way like he’d just set off a bomb.His heart slammed against his ribs. Too loud. Too fast. Like it was trying to claw its way out of his chest.Kael stood in the firelight, still and composed, a shadow carved out of stone. He wasn’t strutting like the other alphas. No cocky grin. No smug air of conquest.Just watching.His eyes were dark and steady, sharp enough to cut right through skin and bone. They didn’t just see Ezra—they studied him. Like they already knew what they were looking at.Ezra hated the way that made him feel.Exposed. Like Kael had peeled something open inside hi

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The Alpha's Eyes

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The Storm at the Gate

The Blackthorn compound wasn’t what Ezra expected.No chandeliers, no polished floors, none of the gold-and-marble nonsense the elite packs liked to show off. Just rough stone walls, thick wooden beams, and shadows that didn’t just sit there—they felt like they were watching. Like the place was holding its breath.It didn’t feel powerful.It felt like it was waiting for something to snap.Ezra followed Kael down a narrow hallway into a wide, open hall. It wasn’t crowded, but it wasn’t empty either. A few wolves lounged near a fire—some sharpening blades, others nursing mugs of something warm. All of them paused when they noticed him.Not a word was said. But the shift in the air? That said plenty.Ezra felt it like static on his skin. Unwelcome.Kael didn’t break stride. Either he didn’t notice the tension, or he just didn’t care.He led Ezra to a thick set of double doors at the back of the hall and pushed one open. “Your room.”Ezra stepped inside, bracing for… something grim.What

Last Updated : 2025-07-02

Beneath the crown

The main hall felt colder than it had the night before.Ezra stood just behind Kael, trying not to fidget as the Blackthorn pack filtered in. Wolves in dark clothes filled the room, all hard eyes and stiff shoulders. If this was family, it looked more like one that hadn’t spoken in years—more cold war than warm welcome.No one smiled.No one nodded.They didn’t want him here—and they weren’t hiding it.The only sounds were the wind slipping through the high rafters and the occasional cough from one of the elders seated near the fire. Then came the voice Ezra had been waiting for—sharp, unimpressed, already halfway done with him.“So, Kael. Explain this.”Alric. Silver-haired, sharp-tongued, and still bitter from last night’s power shift. He’d been Kael’s second once—maybe still was—but the way he was glaring now made it clear: Ezra had screwed up the order of things just by existing.Kael didn’t blink. “Ezra’s my mate. That’s all they need to know.”Alric scoffed, loud and full of bit

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A Scar Beneath the Skin

The Blackthorn training grounds looked more like a war zone than anything resembling a gym. No padded floors or wooden dummies. Just a wide stretch of hard-packed dirt, half a fence leaning like it had given up the fight, and the sharp, metallic tang of blood clinging to the morning air.Ezra followed Kael through the frost-bitten silence, trying not to trip over his own anxiety. Wolves were already out there—sparring, grunting, moving like they’d been born to bruise. Their breath rose in puffs as knuckles cracked against flesh. And every one of them turned to look at him.Not with curiosity. With calculation.“Morning drills,” Kael said, voice calm but final. “You’re in.”Ezra blinked. “Me? You’re serious?”Kael just looked at him. Not a glare. Not a challenge. Just… sure. Like he was handing Ezra something more important than a command.“They need to see you’re more than just a name,” Kael sai

Last Updated : 2025-07-03

The Voice in the Bones

Ezra didn’t sleep. Not even close.He tried—buried himself under the heavy furs Kael had dropped on him like a quiet apology, counted his breaths like they owed him peace, squeezed his eyes shut until they burned.Didn’t work.The mark on his arm still throbbed from the pain-bind. Not just the sting of a cut—but something deeper. Like it was pulsing in his bones, echoing with something ancient and not entirely… his.But that wasn’t the worst of it.The whispers were back.Not the kind that came from hallways or passing wolves. No. These were in his head. Slithering at the edge of his thoughts. At first, they sounded like leaves rustling too far off to understand. But slowly, through the long stretch of night, they grew louder. Sharper. Pressing against his skull like they were trying to crawl out.By the time dawn started bleeding gray through the window, Ezra was sitting on the edge of the bed, fists clenched so tight his knuckles had gone white. His heartbeat thumped fast, wild. He

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

Beneath the Moon's Shadow

The moon hung heavy over Blackthorn territory—low, red, and swollen like it had bled into the sky. Ezra stood right where the trees met the clearing, arms folded tight across his chest, his jacket doing a crap job against the cold. The mark on his arm wasn’t glowing now, but it felt alive, like it was humming secrets just beneath his skin.He hadn’t slept. Not after that Ritual Hall freakshow. Not after hearing his name whispered in a voice that definitely didn’t belong to anyone living.Kael had walked him back to his room afterward. No words, just that intense silence between them. He paused at the door like he wanted to say something—but then turned and disappeared down the hallway, leaving Ezra alone with a thousand unanswered questions.Now he was here, the trees looming like quiet watchers. The air was sharp in his lungs, and his thoughts wouldn’t quit spinning.Behind him, slow footsteps crunched the frost.“Figured you’d be out here,” Kael said, voice rough like gravel and exh

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The Ties That Burn

The Ritual Hall felt like a damn icebox. The kind of cold that didn’t just hit your skin—it sank into your bones and made itself at home. Ezra stood at the edge of the stone circle, arms locked tight across his chest. His mark tingled beneath his sleeve, subtle but persistent, like it knew something was coming long before he did.Across the room, the elders whispered in the dark like always—half threats, half tradition, and all eyes on him. You didn’t need wolf senses to smell their fear.It’d been hours since the Hollow Pines scouts showed up, dropped that “Marked One” title like it meant something sacred, then disappeared back into the trees.Kael hadn’t left Ezra’s side since. Not completely. He stood now, solid in the center of the circle, holding the silence like a line drawn in blood.The oldest elder—Marwen, sharp-eyed and stuck in the past—finally stepped forward.“This one’s not Veilwalker. He’s cursed,” he said, his voice dry as stone. “That mark on his arm? It’s a warning.

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The Alpha Who Waited in Smoke

The forest felt wrong.Too quiet. Too still. Like it was holding its breath.Ezra felt it in his gut before Raen even stepped out of the shadows. The air shifted—sharp, electric, like something old and dangerous had just crossed the line.Raen looked nothing like the wolves Ezra had seen so far. No worn armor, no dust or dirt on his boots. Just a long, dark coat, clean-cut confidence, and a face too calm for someone trespassing on enemy territory. No weapons in sight, but he didn’t need them. Raen was the kind of man who was a weapon.Kael went rigid beside Ezra. He didn’t say a word, but his stance changed—shoulders squared, claws already sliding out, ready to tear.The fire from the Firebind still crackled behind them, casting flickering light across the clearing. Ezra’s palm still ached from the cut, the blood bond that now tethered him to Kael. But that wasn’t what made his breath hitch.His mark was burning again. Not just warm—blazing. Like it recognized Raen.Danger, his wolf w

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